Chapter 51

Kyra's POV My wolf, Sylvia, stirred restlessly in my mind as I swallowed hard, the lingering ache between my legs a stark reminder of last night. Under the thick blanket, I wore nothing but Kieran's oversized black shirt, his arm draped possessively over my waist. His body heat radiated against my back, carrying the faint minty scent of his wolf - a scent that now clung to my skin, marking me as his. I'd been awake for twenty minutes, my thoughts in turmoil. I'd slept with Kieran - my stepbrother by pack law, though not by blood. The Moon Goddess must be laughing at me. My father's mating with Kieran's mother had made us family in the eyes of the pack, even if our wolves recognized no such bond. I needed to escape before the reality of what we'd done crushed me. Just as I tried to slip away, Kieran's arm tightened around me. "Where are you going?" His voice was rough with sleep, sending an unwelcome shiver down my spine. He's awake! Sylvia yipped excitedly. My lips parted, the same tim